Chapter Six
There, against the wall in the kitchen, Aedan admired Mona’s body. Her back curved into the most luscious ass he’d ever seen. He couldn’t help dragging his palms over it, testing its suppleness by squeezing. With a sigh, he slid two fingers between her legs to find her wet and ready. Still, he was determined to make her enjoy every second of what was about to happen.
He allowed himself to be entranced by her, the feel of her soft flesh against him. Pressing into her back, Aedan nibbled against her shoulders while sliding his palms down her side and around her thighs. He pushed her legs apart to find her most tender core and fingered it. She sighed, whimpered and arched against him.
“We’re going to start out easy,” Aedan said. “I will listen to your body and do what it tells me.”
“Please…”
Aedan kissed down her back to just above her ass before releasing her. He hopped onto the island. “Turn around, a stórín.”
“I don’t think I can.”
“Disobeying, Mona Lisa?”
She moaned, pressed her shoulders into the wall and shifted around.
“Good girl—sit.”
As her ass hit the floor, Aedan licked his lips. “Remove your dress.”
She quickly discarded the offending material.
“Now, spread your legs for me. I want to see the prize between your thighs.”
A smile spread Mona Lisa’s lips as her legs glided apart. His frustration mounted when he was reminded she was wearing panties. He growled. “I want to make it a rule that you not be wearing panties when I’m coming over.” Aedan whispered.
She moaned.
“That’s my rule.” Aedan chewed on his bottom lip. “Take it off.”
“I accept.” Mona gripped the waist of the thongs and pulled.
As she lifted her ass, Aedan caught a glimpse of pink that lay hidden between the dark folds of her pussy. Though he ached to fall to his knees before her, Aedan gripped the counter and forced himself to remain in position. “Touch yourself for me.”
With great pleasure, Aedan watched her hands trailed over her body. From across her shoulders, down the valley between her breasts. She didn’t stop but moved her fingers to the peaks of her breasts, rolling them between her thumbs and forefingers then tugging.
When she arched her back, her eyes rolled back momentarily before she moaned and pulled on her nipples again. Aedan smiled, memorizing her reaction, the beauty she was before him and settled back.
Mona Lisa continued moving her hands, across her shoulders again then down to her stomach. Their eyes never once lost contact even when she touched herself in places he wanted his fingers to be the only ones to feel. How was this act so sexy? Why did he feel as if someone had sucked the air out of the room as his breath quicken?
Aedan wanted to touch her, to follow the trails her hands were making on her body with his tongue. But then as she caressed one nipple with her right hand, the left slid between her dark thighs.
Then, Aedan was forced to follow that hand until her middle finger disappeared inside her. Mona arched her back and moaned his name.
“I would rather your hand,” Mona said. “Aedan.”
“In time. Come for me.”
She met his eyes once more as her hand moved faster. He never thought she’d be able to be any more beautiful, but he had been wrong. The way she sighed, the sounds she made, the completeness in which she threw herself into it—all of that made Mona Lisa Frye sexier than any woman had a right to be.
“Aedan!”
With her head tossed back, her eyes rolled inside her head Mona screamed her release to the sky. Aedan sighed, watching her tremble uncontrollably. Though she was no longer touching herself, Mona’s body thrashed on the floor. Unable to control himself, Aedan melted off the counter and picked her up. He set her on his vacated spot, spread her legs and used his tongue to taste her. One swipe of his tongue wasn’t enough. He only meant to give her a little glimpse of what he could do to her. But one taste of her juices left him rabid.
More.
Please—more.
“It’s been so long.” She confessed, gripping the back of his head. “Eat me—please…”
He needed no more encouragements. He sunk his fingers into the meaty flesh of her thighs to keep them spread and delve into her. Licking, slurping and sucking, Aedan tried quenching the uncompromising thirst that echoed through every part of him.
This woman had driven him to the edge of depravity and he didn’t care. All he wanted was to taste as she came for him again. Without warning, she filled his mouth and it was his turn to moan while trying to catch every drop on his tongue.
So, good.
He lapped at her until she sighed and pushed his shoulders. But when he let up, it was only to carry her to the bedroom and demand she get on her knees. He kept his eyes on her, watching for any signs that she might have wanted to stop—that she might be disgusted with the beast that seemed to be lifting its dark head in him.
This wasn’t what most women were used to—Aedan knew that. And he’d tried, desperately to hide this part of him from her. But Mona was so damn sexy—how could he?
She showed no signs of wanting to back out and when he growled for her to kneel, Mona smirked up at him—the little minx actually smirked as she slid down before him.
Afterward, he didn’t have to instruct her. She crawled to him and freed his engorged cock from the confines of his pants.
Mona met his eyes as she lowered her mouth to the head.
“Suck,” he said. “That—yes!”
Aedan had to admit one thing—Mona Lisa Frye knew what she was doing.
Every pull of her mouth, or massage of her hands on his balls, told him she knew precisely how to make him lose his mind. He tangled his fingers in her hair and used that as leverage to push himself down her throat. She gagged slightly, and he pulled away.
“No.” She whispered. “Don’t stop.”
“Are you—”
“Aedan…” She batted her lashes up at him.
Aedan broke.
“Through your nose, a stórín.” Aedan cooed. He offered her his dick again. “That’s it.”
Her eyes bulged, and he pulled back. After she’d taken in some air, he did it again and again until she was taking him all the way down without fighting. Aedan was in heaven as he used her mouth like he’d been fantasizing about.
When she reached up and began toying with his pierced nipple, Aedan gasped then a rumble escaped his chest. She squeezed it, twisted it, hooked her nails under the edges and pulled. How did she know to do that?
His knees trembled as he tightened his fingers in her hair and rode her mouth.
As he drifted closer and closer to the edge, he knew he needed to be buried deep inside her before he allowed himself to climax. He moved her to the bed, found out where her condoms were. Once he retrieved what he needed, he handed one to her.
To his delight, Mona pulled it from the packet then used her mouth to roll it onto him.
That alone, made Aedan want to blow.
But he held his breath until she turned, rose on all fours and hiked her delectable ass in the air.
“This is for me?” Aedan caressed a gentle hand over her flesh.
“All for you.” Mona Lisa whispered. “Every bit of it.”
Without thinking, he took her from behind, hard and fast. He drove himself into her wet, heated center and growled like a beast as he withdrew only to do it again.
“Aedan!” Mona screamed. “More! Give me—yes!”
He gripped her shoulders, using them to push her to him while he drove his hips forward, slamming deep each time. The first time she climaxed around him Aedan didn’t even remember to breathe. The second time, his eyes rolled into his head as his toes curled. To keep his orgasm at bay, he pulled out and flipped her over. Pulling her into his chest, he wrapped one arm around her and used to other to guide his dick to her again. This time, she pressed her face into his neck, panting and moaning with each roll of her hips.
When she came again, the sweet burn of her teeth sinking into his shoulder sent Aedan’s control vanishing. He somehow managed to push deep inside her before his whole body shuddered. His orgasm swarmed like a tidal wave rushing over land, quickly swallowing everything in its path and stealing all the oxygen from his brain. He stiffened, then trembled, his mouth wide in a silent shout.
At some point in the night while she was sleeping, Aedan must have removed his. The next morning, she woke to it sitting on the chair across the room on the seat there. Instead of being worried about it, she rolled over and snuggled even closer into Aedan’s massive chest. Her body was sore for he hadn’t been tender. She wouldn’t complain. Sex with Aedan had been the best she’d ever had with a man. He’d never been afraid grab her, to tangle his fingers into her hair and move her mouth where he wanted it. He plundered her mouth with every kiss and drank from the most intimate parts of her. The rough drag of his stubble on the insides of her thighs made her climax.
Mona trembled.
“Are you okay?” Aedan’s voice was soft, yet husky.
“Better than.”
Aedan hugged her tightly. “You trembled, are you cold?”
“No. I’m a little sore.”
“Shit.” Aedan shifted to sit up. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to be that rough with you. I promised to start out slow with you and somewhere along the way I kind of lost my mind. Where does it hurt?”
“Aedan, please don’t worry.”
“Let me grab a warm towel….”
As he eased to the edge of the bed, Mona caught his hand, braced her palm into his chest and eased him back into the pillows. “Would you stop?”
The fear she saw in his eyes broke her heart. “I haven’t been with anyone in a while, so I would have been sore no matter what you did.” She kissed him softly. “I promise.”
Aedan sighed and returned the kiss while wrapping his arms around her. She melted into his body, then cuddled her head beneath Aedan’s chin and inhaled. In that silence, Aedan caressed her bare shoulders and back, his work roughened touch making her body heat.
In that instant, she was cherished and—dare she say, loved?
“Hungry?” Aedan asked.
“Mhmm.” She dragged her hand over his tattooed covered chest, down the cross between her pecs then across. She stopped momentarily to tug against the bar in his right nipple.
“Do you know how good it feels to have you play with that?” He asked.
Mona Lisa giggled and hooked her nail under it and pushed.
“Damn!” Aedan groaned. “Are—you—hungry?”
“Very.” She tweaked the nipple bar.
Aedan moaned. “I’m trying to get your mind off—shit, baby. You said you were sore. I’m trying to behave but you’re driving me crazy.”
“I am.” She replaced her fingers on his piercing with her tongue. After a lick and a suck, she smiled at him. “But do you know how sexy you are? The answer to if I want you again, is never no.”
He brushed his lips gently across her forehead. “And what about food?”
“Can wait…”
Aedan grinned. “Let me go to the bathroom first.”
Though disappointed, Mona rolled away from him and watched as he climbed out of bed and hopped into the bathroom. He didn’t take long but soon he returned and was heading for his prosthetic.
“No, give your leg a break,” Mona said.
“But…”
“No buts, Aedan. Get into this bed.”
Aedan bowed his head for a moment but not before she saw the smile that grazed his lips. He hopped back to the bed and climbed in. She took that moment to climb astride him and leaned in for a kiss. “My body is burning, Aedan and you’re the only person who can save me.”
“Mmm, I bet you say that to all the boys.”
“Only the stunningly sexy ones.”